We spent that Saturday years ago working cattle, and took the calves we were weaning to my Grandpa Roy’s house. Grandpa lived about 10 feet outside the Lamesa city limits, so he basically built a ranch right there and kept anything he wanted.The next morning, on Sunday, he went to his pens to feed and found the gate open. There were zero calves in the pen. We had left more than that the evening before.Dad and I saddled our horses and quickly got to town. Grandpa had been tracking calves and had a lead on a few. We had left ...